Interlude of Passion Part "

The final chapter of the previous story documenting the sensual love making of a lesbian threesome

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The hedonism of that moment lasted for what seemed like seconds,
if not minutes, the deep soulful embraces and joint caresses of
two avid sensual partners, embracing, befriending and enjoying
their partners desire. My hand journeyed down, pausing only
briefly, when it came to rest upon the hand of the second girl.
There almost instinctually I found my hand resting itself upon
hers and drawing it down the third woman's body. It was a slow,
gradual slide, a descent that was laid end with desire, the
touch, no longer light, but forceful, two hands teasing the same
flesh, the same location that imploded the victim with desire.

There I forced her to touch, to cup the wanting, moistness of our
lustful victim, to feel the lips of her sexual organ part and
reveal their lavish velvet like flesh that was saturated by the
juices of lust. Working two hands, one on top of the other, one
showing, controlling the other, making slow majestic movements
that burst forward consuming and over powering the third woman.
Immediately I could feel the arousal peek, the explosion of lust
and desire, her mouth still locked to mine in a soulful embrace
was now rabid with lust, her body began to sway, to writher with
delight, murmurs of pleasure no longer were vague and dull,
instead they leapt from her pursed lips to echo delightfully
within my own excited body, provoking new feelings to boil and
simmer within me.

I drew my mouth from hers and stared into the lustful almost
hypnotised eyes of this beauty, her face over wrought and over
come with a frenzied lust. My attention returned back to her
delightful body, I exploded a sinful mix of kisses and licks upon
her neck, each sweep of my moist tongue upon the sultry surface
of sweaty flesh embellished a new and destructive desire to be
unleashed upon her. Every kiss I made was filled with passion
that resonated through and into her, penetrating deep into lovely
body, cavorting and dancing wildly with the emotions and desires
that were already freely flowing within her form.

Slowly the one that I was kissing, we lay down, her head resting
upon the silken pillows, her hot clammy body against the softness
of the matching sheets, her legs opening and I kneeling between
them, my face still pressing against hers, whilst the other woman
turning onto her side and her head slinking downwards towards the
breasts of our joint lover.

The scent of lust permutated the room, its air so hot and thick,
so heated that one could have thought us to be in a sauna as
opposed to a bedroom. Now us two women were totally fixated upon
the third, her been laid out on the bed, her body waiting,
wanting, needing the skilful touches and caresses of the two
diligent lovers that desperately wanted to please and fulfil the
raging demands of a body so excited and so turned on that it was
an insane arousal in itself.

Now the two of us switched positions, no longer was I placing
deep emphatic and soulful kisses upon the woman's mouth, now my
tongue was dragging itself over the hot sultry flesh of her body,
feeling under its surface, every inch of her, leaving behind a
wake of delight that spread out like a majestic lurid virus,
designed to infect and stimulate. I could feel the nakedness of
her breast, the hardness of her nipple, my mouth for a moment
closing around its beauty, drawing it into my oral chamber,
sucking upon its delight, tongue flicking, tormenting
stimulating, knowing the full consequences of the desire which I
was inflicting into her.

Descending slowly downwards my tongue teased the tautness of her
stomach, played and toiled with the indentation of her navel. I
could feel the body beneath rise and fall, the muscles tense and
relax, the power or its delight joyous and growing
experientially. As for a moment I drew myself away from victims
body, my eyes feasted upon the events of her upper half, there,
the other female was locked into a passionate embrace, their
mouths entwined in feverish desire, their hands cradling and draw
the other deeper into the embrace, feeding off the passion and
lust that swirled in both one another and in the atmosphere of
this room.

Inching down her body, I made a last lingering look upon the
spectacle of two new lovers, entwined by their mouths, their
hands roaming, touching and caressing, drawing one another deper
into the excitement and tasting the richness of their lurid
bodily wants. Finally sliding backwards my head directly above
her crotch, I turned my gaze downwards, feasting upon the
feminine mound, the subtle beauty of her treasure trove, the
wetness of its lips, the silent aching that thronged within it.
Moving downwards to embrace, I could feel her attention now
turned to me, her other lover adjusting her stance, observing
her, watching me as my mouth embraced emphatically the sweetness
of her sex.

Their was a significant arching of her back, her head lolled
backwards, her eyes closed, a shudder of anticipation of
gratification spiralled within her, as her hands massaged the
swell of her lovers breasts, once more their lips meshing
together to provide a cacophony of utter delight. Licking,
pressing my tongue deep into the warmth and moistness of her
slit, my hands clamping her thighs, as the second lady ravaged,
not just her mouth but also her neck, shoulders and finally
skirted over her pulsating breasts.

Noises of delight echoed from her mouth, her chest rose and fell
with significant delight, her bosoms now throbbing mercilessly as
my hands gripped her powerful thighs. I could feel her body
gyrating to movement of my tongue, her hands struggling to
maintain their erotic massage of her lovers breasts, as my tongue
and mouth danced wildly over the lips of budding, tormented
passion. Arching wildly, her hand finally rested upon the side of
my head, pressing me down to meet her sex, which was at the same
time, been raised upwards so that the fullest impact of our
desires could be realised.

A body that was over wrought with pent up desire and lust was now
finally beginning to release its destructive and orgasmic
strength. Her mouth moaned wildly, her breasts ached, her body
yearned, the simmering emotion of desire creeping up no longer
though stealth fully but rampantly surging through it. Every inch
of her body shimmered and ached, the burning desire of her climax
relentless and remorless in its pursuit of gratification, a
cooker of emotion, poised to explode, to relinquish the potency
of her lust and accept the final, decisive blast that would
shatter and fulfil the lustfulness of her body